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Cursed with Prophecy

Slither lowered her eyes a bit at the glare, realizing this was deffinitly far more serious then she'd feared. She'd never seen Chandra this persistant to keep Slither from doing something. She'd done many things in the past, but this time, it was clear Chandra meant it. She whimpered as she was asked to give Chandra a promise, looking up again with begging eyes, hoping t make Chandra change her mind, but as it became clear that she was begging as well, Slither slowly nodded. "A.. Alright.. I'll.. Stay in bed.." She said, smiling lightly. "I.. I promise. Although I don't like it.." She admitted, giggling a bit. She nuzzled gently against the stroking hand, closing her eyes for a second. "Thanks mother.. I'll.. Try to be good.." She said, looking up to her again. She grinned a bit as a tear trailed down her cheek and she giggled a single time. "Just this once."

Slither and Emilia both nodded as Chandra said she'd leave, Emilia crawling up to lie close next to Slither with her arms around her. "Well.. I am quite hungry... Perhaps food would do the thing.." Slither said, looking down to Emilia as she stroked the little girls back. As Chandra came back with the things, Slither rolled her eyes with a chuckle. "Think I have enough by now?" She asked, grinned with a shake of her head. Emilia gasped, jumping up in a sitting position in the bed. "Black Ops!" She shouted, causing Slither to chuckle, as Emilia ran over to get her a controller. "Now.. Look what you've done, Mother..." She said, smiling happily, clearly loving the comfort of her family.

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One continued towards the headquarters, as his lips curved a smile, listening to the giant speak. Love. A thing he'd never expect to recieve, or really fully comprehend. His existence where bread for a single purpose, one he'd fulfill. "I know.. I have seen your captains heart, through her mind. A loving character. A real mother. She is someone you mus always treasure, and return the affection she offers." It was a redundant frase, already knowing how the bull felt, and that he'd return her affection ten folds.

One shook his head as they continued, and as he'd freed himself, he prepared to explain himself. "Divinity will not destroy me.. I am far too valuable to him. He will, however, use me, or his daughter, as an excuse to destroy this planet. Humanity is a threat to his power. He has foreseen this, but can't do anything legally against you at this time.. But he'll use me, or Ashalah as an excuse. As long as I remain here, this planet is doomed." He explained as they approached the front entrance. The guards clearly didn't like One arriving, so he stopped, remaining just on the other side of the main entrance, before looking to Tank. "Please.. For the sake of protocol, could you bring your Captain here? To not make your guards even more unnerved." He said, smiling lightly. "But first.. Now that we are out of others ear shout. Do not offer me your protection. But be valiant around your mother. She will need your protection, far more then I, in the coming years."
 
Chandra sighed a little as Slither promised and gently wiped the tear away from the others face, kissing her forehead. “I know you don't like it darling, but isn't it better to stay in bed and walk again, then to get up and hurt yourself even more?” she asked softly. “as long as you stay in bed and don't move around too much your chances of recovery are very high.” she admitted smirking. “besides if you don't behave I'll have Harnec strap you into a full body brace again.” she teased snickering a little. Well aware that the young dragon wouldn't remember having to stay three full months strapped to a back brace so she would recover from her damaged back. It was probably one of the main reasons she hated to sit still now.

She smirked when she came back in and slither complained to her, making her shake her head. “enough is never enough!” she declared simply. “i can't remember who said that.” she admitted setting up the game system for Emilee. “besides you know you love playing video games with her.” she teased plugging everything up and in setting up three controllers. “i'm going to kick both your asses though.” she teased smirking a little as she settled into the chair, letting Slither be first player, of course Slither was usually first player.

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Tank beamed at One. “Tank LOVE mother.” he admitted happily. “Tank will pick mother flowers!” he decided happily, his way of promising One that he would show Chandra all the affection that she gave to him. He frowned a little as he listened to One and he blinked at the other, looking upset ad sad. “if you know you have go back... why leave?” he asked, confused as to why One would run away only to go right back. “you tell Mother all this, she know things better than Tank.” he decided nodding a little as he blinked at the guards who where pointing guns at the both of them. “you stop! One Tank friend!” he growled scowling at them, the men hesitating, but keeping their various weapons trained on the Alien.

“.... Tank take One Holding Cell!” he decided in a flash of brilliance. “One and others be safe that way!” he decided tacking One's wrist gently, the Guards nodding their approval as they followed Tank into a small room with bomb shelter qualities. Three feet of cement with three feet of steal on each side of the cement, a bolt action door four inches thick and blast proof glass. Designed to hold pissed off dragons the room was massive, and almost completely impenetrable, even One might have to exert a bit of Effort to get through, but it made the guards less nervous having One in there. There was a bed and a toilette and nothing else. “Tank go get mother now, you be comfortable.” he offered One, beaming at him before rushing off, one of the guards shaking his head. “TANK! That's the wrong way!”

it ended up taking Tank ten minutes to find his way to his little family, and only because one of the many guards had taken him there. “Ma'Am!” the guard saluted, looking amused. “i found this wandering the halls looking for you.” tank beamed at Chandra. “Tank need Mother come with Tank.” he ordered picking her up, the guard snickering a little as Chandra complained loudly that he was making her die, tapping furiously at the buttons before sighing and handing the remote to the guard as she realized that Tank wasn't going to take no for an answer. “Tank where are we going?” Chandra complained. “Holding Cell!” he chirped happily, Chandra sighing. “Tank... your going the wrong way...” poor tank. She had to gasp as she saw One in the holding cell, her mouth gaping open before she scowled at Tank. “you and I will be having a VERY big boy talk about you doing dangerous things later Tank!” she growled, making him whine, Chandra smiling as she gently stroked his head like he was a small child. “but good job thinking to bring him here.” tank brightened and skipped off to loose at Black ops with his sisters with a guard to take him there as Chandra moved into the room, wary, but glad to see One safe and unharmed.
 
Slither slowly smiled at Chandra's comforting, closing her eyes as the tear was whipped away. She opened her eyes again, and nodded a single time with a gentle smile. She had to agree she liked the idea of recovering. But she still had the bad feeling, that recovery wasn't an option. That she'd be like this, the rest of her life? Then she'd rather get up and walking, even though risking her back to break, and ultimately kill her. She giggled a bit as Chandra continued, licking her lips with a soft grin. "Uhh.. Sounds kinky.." She commented on the body suit, giggling a bit again, before tilting her head. "Again?" Just as the question was asked, the others got in again, and she put it aside for Emilia.

Slither giggled at Chandra, looking up to her with thankful eyes. She knew her mother would do everything for her, and that she'd always do her best, to keep Slither happy. She hoped she could show gratitude in some way, some day, when her back was better. Perhaps do something for her mother, for once. But Chandra would always be the stronger one. Slither smiled and nodded a single time, gently ruffling Emilia's hair. "Agreed. Although she always kicks my ass..." She complained, giggling gently, as they began playing. Slither wasn't very good at the game, Emilia on the other hand, was a natural. Just as everything else with computers.

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One smiled lightly at Tank's words, nodding a single time in agreement, wanting exactly this for the both of them. As Tank asked for his reason to leave, he frowned lightly with a slight sigh. "I was rash and stupid. I did not really wish to escape, Sear and Armand on the other hand, did. Now, I am bringing us all back. Weather Armand likes it, or not." He said, nodding a single time. As they reached the gates, his eyes traveled up to the guards, remaining perfectly still, waiting and hoping for Tank to ease them down. A slight glow in his red eyes seemed to flicker, but it soon disapeared again, leaving him with the glow less red eyes.

One nodded a single time at Tanks idea, following the brute, away from the main grounds. His eyes traveled around the room he was placed in, his eyes narrowing lightly. He knew Sear would freak out in here, thinking he'd been brought back to a holding cell, on the Solar prison block. But he would have to explain this to Chandra, Tank had already done enough for him. A small smile grazed his lips, as Tank seemed to be going the wrong way, his head slowly shaking.


Slither shortly looked up to the guard, who suddenly appeared in her room, chuckling lightly at his words, looking to Tank as he came inside. She rose her brows as she watched him pick up Chandra, casing herself to be shot by Emilia in the game. "Oy, you.. Not fair.." Slither complained, gently nudging Emilia's side, who giggled. "Multitasking!" She agreed, as they continued their game, as Chandra was dragged away.
As Chandra entered the room, One was standing with his back towards the door, his hands folded at his back. He turned his head as she entered, nodding a sngle time towards her, as he turned around to face her. The form he was in now, seemed like the one in Chandra's mind, without the brightly glowing eyes, now just a simple red color in them. "Chandra. It is good, to finally meet you. I apologize for our former meetings, where it was not quite.. Me. You've had conversations with. I understand that Sear has done some damage to one of your team members? Both I and him deeply apologize. I have explained to Sear, that you are now friends. So as long as no one takes his rock away from him, he will be like an Arkthorian child. I know that is little reassurance, but it's all I can give you. On the other hand, I have no control over Armand. He has, however, not taken control of my body yet, only my mind. I hope, that he will not cause you trouble." He made a loong explanation at first welcome, wanting Chandra to feel what ever tiny bit of peace she could, having the kind of monster he could be, in her base. "And my name, is One. I am here to turn myself in, and help you establish transport to the Solar125. Divinity's ship." He then ended, explaining his reasons to be here.
 
Charisma smiled as she kissed her daughters forehead again, growling as she found herself loosing in Black Ops to BOTH her daughters. Which was just unfair! She shook her head as she entered the room, looking warily at One, waiting for him to speak, waiting to see which personality he was, relaxing when it was proven to be One, she hadn't met him yet. “it is a pleasure to meet you One.” she stated calmly. “but are you sure you want to be called that? You can choose a name for yourself if you want.” she promised him, smiling at him. “it is alright, I understand that Sear was only frightened, we where not quite fair showing up with all of us, but Armand insisted, we thought he meant right then.” Chandra admitted. “it was my mistake.” she admitted calmly, not entirely true but it was better than blaming Sear or Armand. “i am sure that Tank will be good for Sear, Tank is very protective and loving, and will make a very good big brother to young Sear.” she promised. “and I do not believe Armand wants to harm me, or he would have already. It would take no effort at all for him to rip my mind apart if he so wished.” she admitted with a shrug.

She sighed a little and closed her eyes, silently thinking about why he would want to go back of all things, opening her eyes. “why would you want to go back when you went to all that effort of escaping?” she demanded motioning for him to follow her. “stand down.” she ordered the guards. “One is not dangerous right now.” she promised. “you are not to approach him, if you see him duck out of sight and let him do as he pleases unless it's physically damaging to the base. Speak gently.” she ordered the guards who hesitated and then nodded, relaxing. They knew if Chandra said that he was safe, then they where safe. “please, come with me One.” she ordered calmly. “for your safety, and ours I am going to ask that you stay in a room, I'll lock you in but it will be very comfortable and there will be things to entertain yourself with when someone can't be there to entertain you or Sear.” she promised worrying her lip as she pondered everything. “you do not need to go back you know, you belong here, with us.” she stated looking over at him. “tank likes you, all of you, I feel a deep connection to all three of you, like you are someone I have waited my whole life to know.”

she continued walking as she talked. “i do wish to hold you for a week...” she admitted. “to ask you questions and the like, SDTF protocol.” she admitted calmly, and anyone who looked into their servers would know it really was protocol. Not only to make sure they weren't carrying any funny diseases, but to learn about their species as well. A few actually needed help, like Tank and Emilee had, others eventually had to be 'put down' because of the severity of their danger to themselves and others. But they stayed a minimum of a week to control the situation. “after the week... we will talk about your... surrender.” it was clear that Chandra was going to be using this week to try and convince One not to go back to Divinity, where he would be used like a weapon. There at Sector 42 One, Sear, and Armand would receive all the help they needed, the love and affection they wanted, and all the attention, good attention, they craved. “i will also ask Slither if she would like to meet with you, I know you probably want to apologize to her in person...” but she wasn't sure if Slither would be willing to meet with One and Sear.

She opened the bedroom door, which would lock with a deadbolt on the outside and had a small cat door at the bottom and a window that could slid open. It was used for people who had turned themselves in, like One had. The deadbolt was used in case they changed their minds, the window for if they needed anything, and the cat-door in case the person inside was sick and under quarantine, all food clothing and bedding would be pushed in through the door. The inside looked just like a fancy hotel, a large, very comfortable bed, a bath and shower bathroom attached filled with soap, bubbles, bath salts and oils, anything and everything they needed to have a lovely bath. There was a large Television with gaming systems, a computer filled with games, but no internet access, and a large bookshelf filled with books for both adults and children. There was even a toy chest for children filled with entertaining toys and soft stuffed animals. “i'll post two guards outside, if you need anything open the window, tell them what you need and they'll get it. I need to go check and make sure my daughter hasn't gotten out of bed.” even if Slither had tried, Tank wouldn't have let her, he'd only have to use one hand to keep her pinned to the bed in her current state.
 
It was clear, and clever, that Chandra started out being careful. She could be speaking to any of them. But she seemed to calm down, as soon as she knew who he was, returning the pleasentries. One bowed halfway as she spoke. He smiled at her offer for another name, declining with a shake of his head. "The name Armand stole, was a name meant for another child. One who should've grown up in a different enviournment. One, I don't deserve. I've always been known as 'Prisoner One', so One'll be my name." He said, smiling lightly. "But hank you, Chandra, for the offer. I am glad you can forgive Sear. He really is merely a child, still. And I think him and Tank, will be great friends. But again.. I can not be sure about Armand.. I have no control over him, as I do of Sear. He does not wish to speak with me, hence I don't know his motives. I hope for yours, and your families, that they aren't grime." He admitted, nodding a single time as he walked a bit closer to the wall by their side, facing it now.

He looked over to Chandra, as the question was repeated. One that made sense, so not one he could blame them for asking. He followed her as he was asked to, starting his reply. "It was not I, who escaped.. That was Armand. I knew my place was there, and why it was." He stopped, as Chandra began to explain the situation to the guards. One remained silent as she did, an emotionless stare towards the direction they where heading. And as they continued he nodded and followed, listening to Chandra with a slight nod. "A wise chose. But when ever Sear comes forth, and I will try to warn you when he does, he will need a less confined space.. He holds more power then I. Power he can't control. He'd destroy any room you'd put us in, should he really wish to get out. And.. He doesn't appreciate confined spaces." He explained, looking around as they continued. He looked down to Chandra, shaking his head a few times at her suggestion. "Divinity would then destroy this planet. He has the artillery power to make earth vanish from the system, with just one button. No, if I stay, I don't only kill myself, but every Earthborn here.. And one entire race's extinction, is more then enough to bare on my shoulders." He said, with a grim voice.

He narrowed his eyes a bit at her suggestion, thinking for a few seconds, before nodding a few times. "That is acceptable. Divinity will'v expected this capture, to take more then a week anyway. He will not grow suspicious with this." He agreed, nodding a single time. He merely nodded a single time at her suggestion about 'talking' over his surrender. There was nothing to talk about. This was both he, and Earth needed. There was no other way. And there was so many other strings attached. Strings, not even Chandra could manage in her mind. His burden. At her last words, however, One looked to Chandra, and nodded a single time. "I should.. Surely appreciate this. Both I and Sear would like to apologize for our actions." He said, nodding a single time.
As they reached the room, One looked around it, and nodded a few times at Chandra's words, before looking back to her, with the deep red eyes. "Very well. Let them know, that if they here a screaming of displeasure, and begging for help from in here, they need to open the door. Don't explain them why.. I think you know why. And hope your guards won't hesitate on this." He explained, nodding a single time, before facing a wall, with his hands folded behind his back.

In the big room in the medical bay, Slither hadn't moved an inch out of bed. She'd made a promise. She always kept her promises.
 
Chandra frowned as One stated that he didn't deserve the life that had been stolen from him and she full out glared at him. “you deserve happiness the same as anyone else One, you are not the one who killed your people, and it was not your fault you where born. The fault lays with Divinity and only Divinity.” she promised gently taking his hand, staring at him. “it was NOT your fault.” she promised, gently stroking his hand, offering the alien a bit of comfort before shaking her head. “i'm sorry, I didn't mean to scold you, it's a natural reaction for me.” she admitted smiling at him a little. “Sear is young, he will calm down once he realizes we really aren't going to hurt him. Tank will be helpful for him, Tank has been exactly where Sear is, Tank is not so smart as others, but he is very brave, and very loving.” she promised smiling at One.

She nodded a little as One explained why he escaped. “Armand is just as trapped as you and Sear where in that little room. He us angry, furious at the death of his people, your people. And now he is trapped without a body, I can understand his rage, just as I can understand why you do not let him have any control.” she admitted sighing a little. “still, I do not think Armand would just escape, and just choose earth at random. I am sure he is planning something, we just don't know what. I find it hard to believe he would willingly doom an entire planet to death, he must have some sort of plan.” she mused, tapping her lips. “i will inform the guards to let you out.” she promised him. “and I will have one of them tell Tank that Sear is out, Tank will probably offer to take Sear to the Gardens, I think Sear will like that.” she admitted smiling a little. “i think you would too.” she admitted shaking her head a little.

She headed out of the room and had words with the guards, both of them nodding as she explained that One was like tank, and that if he started pleading to be let out they where to let him out and fetch Tank, who would be One's guard during the duration. They both agreed and promised not to hesitate and she headed out, back to the medical bay, certain her guards would follow her instructions, and even then one of them had opened the window and asked One if he needed anything. She sighed as she moved into the room and hesitated, sitting down as Tank died on the screen, the wolf looking goofier than all blazes as he stuck his tongue out in concentration as he tried to take on slither only to die again. “One has turned himself in.” she explained suddenly, looking at her little family. “he is here now, in the containment room. He wants to come here and apologize, but I wanted to see how you felt about it first.” she admitted to Slither, before looking at Tank. “when Sear is out, you are going to be his guardian, keep him entertained and calm, don't touch his rock.” “Yes mother.' Tank chirped puffing out his chest, looking every so pleased to be doing something so important.
 
As One was glared at, his eyes narrowed lightly, as if in discontent, but it quickly lightened up, giving her the same emotionless stare as before. He slowly shook his head at her words, smiling halfly as she took his hand, looking down to their hands. He turned his eyes back up towards Chandra, keeping his face towards the hands. "I am afraid, that the gate to happiness, will always stand closed for one, such as I. I have seen more death, then anyone could even imagine. And I saw it up close. As if i was a spectator. A witness. No my darkness will always be there. The child meant for that name. Was meant to grow up in a wooden house, far away from war and pain. I am not that child. I am Prisoner One. And I will live by that." He finished, nodding a single time. He smiled at her words, the tentacle hanging from his wrist, suddenly growing lifelike, and reaching up to her hand, stroking around her wrist a single time. "Do not apologize. Your heart is warm and righteous. I don't expect you to understand my reasons. Only to respect them, once this week is over. If I've convinced you, or not.. I hope you will trust me this at that time. I know, what I am doing." He ended, smiling lightly again, as the tentacle around her wrist released it's grip.

He nodded at her words of Armand, seeing the truth in her words. As she said he was planning something, however, he narrowed his eyes slightly, before letting go of her hand, the tentacle falling limp once again. "If Armand has a plan. I hope to be with Divinity, sooner rather then later." He said silently, with a dark look on his face, before shaking his head a few times. "Divinity can't contain us. Yet if he is there, when Armand finally get's the chance to control us.. There is a chance, he'll focus his retribution on him. I am sorry to sound that dark. But that is another reason for my hasty escape. Do not let Ashalah, nor Divinity know the words I just said." He said, looking serious at Chandra. "I beg." There was so many way's of ensuring silence. Way's, he did not wish to drop upon her. He lightened a bit up at her last words, nodding a single time with a smile. "Perhaps I would."

As Chandra entered the room, Ashalah looked up with a smile, having seated on the bed, next to Slither. Slither wasn't focused in the game at all, only playing to have fun. She already knew, that she'd never beat Emilia, so she as well looked up with a smile. "Hey mother." She greeted, before looking back to the game. Then as Chandra spoke, Slither paused the game, looking up with her eyes a bit widened. "Aawh, that is just ch..." She noticed how both Ashalah and Slither was looking up to Chandra. "What?" She was always focused on her games, so hadn't heard what Chandra said, but soon realized, whimpering as she crawled a bit back in the bed, before Slither wrapped an arm around her, and pulled her close. "He... Turned himself in?" Ashalah asked, looking up with a surprised expression. "I.. I don't like this.." She whimpered silently. Slither looked to Ashalah, before looking back on Chandra, nodding a single time. "I want to see him. If he came here, thinking he could cause more trouble, he is in way over his head.. But.. I don't want the rest of you to s..." Emilia gently clapped her hand against Slither's shoulder. "No.. I stay.. If your not afraid, neither am I..." She said, nodding a single time. Slither looked down to Emilia with a smile, kissing her forehead, before looking up to Chandra. "I accept. I.. Want to see him." She agreed. Ashalah sighed, gently biting her lower lip. She knew she was the one he was angry at, back then, and she didn't want them to get hurt because of her as well. "I.. I'm.. Not so sure.. It'd.. Be a good idea for me to be in here." She whispered, looking a bit down. Slither looked up to Ashalah, smiling lightly as she put a hand on Ashalah's hip.
 
Chandra shook her head. “Darkness, is only there to make the light look brighter.” she stated simply smiling at him. “you have seen death, darkness, and pain, but I promise, your week here will be filled with light, love and happiness.” she promised. “you might be Prisoner One, but to me you will always be... Thomas.” she decided, offering him a name of his own, smiling at him. “will you let me call you that during your stay here? I don't like calling you a number.” she admitted gently setting her hand on the tentacle on her wrist, smiling at him. “i will trust you... maybe.” she admitted gently kissing the tentacle before it fell back to his waist with a small sigh. “if Armand has a plan, I don't see how any of us can stop him.” she admitted shaking her head a little. “still, I'm sure that he won't harm anyone who doesn't deserve it. He is angry, but he is also stable and aware of what he is doing, I doubt he will let innocents get hurt.” she had a lot of faith in him, but, then again, she had a lot of faith in almost everyone. She gently took his hand.

“i will tell no one of the words you have told me.” she promised. “Ashalah means well, but her father controls her to an extent that I don't know if I can give her her free will back, and divinity is simply not to be trusted.” she admitted her eyes taking on a steely edge. “Divinity is planning something as well, and I know he would not hesitate to hurt innocents... if Armand is planning something, I hope it involves that rat bastard dying.” she admitted before smiling at him. “rest, relax, I'll go and see how Slither is doing and come back. If she is willing to see you I will take you to her.” she promised leaving the room and thinking along the way to the medical sector, scowling a little. “it's like a war.” she admitted to herself. “Armand on one side and divinity on the other... and us caught in the middle...”

Chandra smiled as everyone gathered to comfort slither. “i assure you, he is safe.” “Tank promises One is safe too!” he chirped. “One talk Tank lots, One nice, poor little Sear scared but know we're friends now.” “that's right Tank.” Chandra admitted smiling a little. “the only one we're not sure of is Armand and he cannot yet gain control of the body.” Chandra admitted gently taking Slithers hand, kissing her forehead. “i'll go and get him, Tank, Emilee your going to protect her while he's in here but be polite, there's no need to upset him.” she ordered firmly. “he'll be here for a week in the quarantine room so we need to be courteous, especially when it's sear who's in control, sear is very frightened, much like tank when he first came here.” Chandra explained, “so we'll have to be very calm and gentle with him no matter how angry you are at him for trying to kill us.” she ordered calmly before looking at Ashalah, holding her hand out to her. “come on, you can wait in my room. Of he wants to meet with you i'll come and get you.” she promised. “or if you don't want to meet with you I'll make up an excuse, alright?”
 
One had to smile at her simplicity of 'Darkness'. There was so much more to it, then just the darkness he'd seen and felt. But that wasn't for anyone's ears. He chuckled a single time at the imaginary name he was given, bowing lightly a single time. "As you wish. My name shall be.. Tho'mas.. During my stay." He agreed, unable to say the name correctly at his first pronunciation. As she kissed the tentacle, it remained around her wrist. Clearly, he was much more in control of his tentacles, then Ashalah was. As if his entire body was in perfect symbiotic order. No flaws and no quirks. He slowly shook his head as she spoke of Armand. "I can. I can stop him. Armand is devious, but as long as I am a part of our body, he will not kill anyone. Those who live here is strong and brave. So i can promise complete safety. But no one under your command, will perish from my hand, nor Armand's, nor Sear's. That. I can promise." He promised, nodding a single time.

He nodded a single thank at her oath of secrecy. He smiled at her words of Ashalah, slowly shaking his head. "She's like any daughter, with a wicked father. She see's only the good in her father, accepting his flaws. She will see and understand in the end. Do not give up Ashalah. She has a bright and important future ahead of her. Just as you." He explained, nodding a single time. "Divinity will hurt anything in his way. And humankind is in the way of his plan. He will use any excuse to punishment them harshly. This, can not be of my doing. That is why I must see him. And I wish you to be there, once I do." He admitted, nodding a single time, as she said she'd go to see Slither.

Emilia and Slither looked to Tank with a smile as he agreed to Chandra's words, Slither nodding a single time. "I wish to meet him. With or without reassurance. I don't want him to think we are afraid. That might provoke him." She knew how Dragon's could get, and if he had the same kind of temper, fear could provoke aggression. They all nodded as things where explained, Emilia giggling lightly. "Like Tank? That'll be fun. Someone to play with again." She said, chuckling again. Ashalah gulped as Chandra offered her a hand, nodding a single time as she took it, tentacles coming out from her wrist, to gently wrap around Chandra's hand, in search of comfort. Se followed Chandra out in the hallway, before wanting to answer. "I.. I'm afraid.. Chandra. Now, I am not afraid of you, or your families safety. But.. My own. I.. Really want to trust him. But. How could he ever forgive me.. What I've done? What I've been? His. Prison guard. His.." She whimpered slightly, every step she took, getting slower. "I.. Is.. Is it. Selfish of me.. Not to fret for your safety? But.. My own?" She mumbled, facing the ground with a saddened expression, as her tentacles stuck to her head, neck and back.
 
Chandra smiled at One... no, Thomas and bowed to him. “your protection honors me.” she admitted smiling at him before sighing a little as she considered his words about Ashalah. “i know how she feels.” she admitted softly. “my own father was a terrible, horrible wicked thing.” she admitted softly, staring out of the fake window. “you are like Lady Fate.” she decided suddenly. “you know things you should not, and push people carefully onto the best course.” she smiled at him. “you are not bad Thomas, and I am sure you are what we all need, Ashalah and Divinity included.” she admitted smiling at him. “even if Divinity must be killed, I will help you as much as I can.” she admitted calmly. “i will go with you to greet Divinity.” she promised. “it is out protocol anyway to have the Head of the Sector accompany any prisoner transfer.” she admitted winking at him. “or, at least, it is now.” she admitted with a small laugh as she walked out, pleased with her own deviousness.

Chandra smiled as she led Ashalah out of the room, feeling the tentacles wrap around her wrist before pausing in a hallway as Ashalah spoke, her head tilted. “oh Ashalah.” she breathed, gently stroking her cheek. “you are not selfish at all, it's natural to be afraid but... speaking with him, I do not think it is you he is angry with. I am sure he won't hurt you and even if he tries, I will not let him.” she promised softly. “you are very important to me Ashalah, just as important to me as my children are.” she admitted gently reaching up and stroking her cheek. “i will protect you, as best as I can.” she promised, hesitating before leaning forward, and pressing her lips against the Alien's, unable to control herself a moment longer. Ever since she had first seen Ashalah she had wanted her desperately, along with Armand, she wanted both of them, she didn't know why, what was drawing her tot he seductive Aliens but she simply couldn't resist any longer.

She pulled away from the kiss, blushing furiously. “i... seem to have lost control over myself for a moment there...” she muttered running a hand through her hair, trying to compose herself and gently leading Ashalah to the bedroom, hesitating again before. “wait here, if he wishes to meet with you I will come and get you.” she promised hesitation again before leaving, not apologizing for the kiss. She wasn't sorry she did it after all. She went back to Thomas and smiled at him. “slither Tank and Emilee have agreed to see you.” she promised holding her hand out to Thomas. “please, follow me.” she ordered calmly, leading the way out, the Guards saluting to her and offering Thomas a smile, unaware of the danger they where in, only knowing that he had a hard life like Tank had, and that every smile could help. She led the way into the hospital room, offering everyone a comforting smile as she led Thomas in the room. “everyone, this is Thomas.” she stated indicating One. “Thomas, this is Tank, Emilee, and Slither.”
 
Thomas listened intently, with a few nod's as she spoke. "What didn't kill you, made you stronger. So it will Ashalah. Everything, happends for a reason." He said, smiling lightly as Lady Fate was mentioned, bowing half way a single time. "It honors me, that you would say that. However, Fate is far wiser then any, and I am not worth this praise." He humbly said, smiling lightly. "I thank you. Yet I will need little but transportation. I just need to get to him, and your job in this will be done. No further must you risk." He spoke with a dark voice, nodding as she let.

Ashalah first looked down, as Chandra paused, gently biting her lips, before feeling Chandra's hand on her cheek. The tentacles on her hea, reached to gently stroke the hand, before looking to Chandra again. She listened intently, a blueish tear, stroking down her red cheek, as her lips smiled humbly. Her tentacles started writhing behind her head, and she whimpered silently. As Chandra approached, and then finally kissed her lips, Ashalah's eyes opened wide, something telling her to pull back, but she didn't. Instead she kissed back, the tips of her tentacles reaching for Chandra, and stroking her cheek, as she silently moaned.

As Chandra pulled back, Ashalah finally opened her eyes, whimpering so silently, as their lips departed. She gulped, her tentacles stopping to write, and instead point their tips towards Chandra. She smiled lightly at Chandra's words, and followed her. She remained silent as she followed, at first notletting go of Chandra's hand. "Please.. L. Lose control again, some time.." She whispeed, smiling lightly as her tentacles started writhing again. She nodded a single time with her words, smiling as she sat down on the bed, pulling her leg's close to her body, her tentacles still writhing shyly. "I'll be here." She said, following Chandra with her eyes as she left.

As Chandra returned to the room, Thomas was looking out the fake window, as if expecting to see anything. And he saw all but nothing. He turned his eyes to her as she entered, smiling lightly with a single nod, before walking closer to her. "Wonderful." He muttered, as he took her hand, and followed her towards the sickbay. He nodded a single time at the guards, smiling lightly at their gleefulness, considering their situation.
As they entered the room, Slither and Emilia both looked up, putting down the controllers in their hands. Emilia scuttered a bit closer to Slither, looking a bit nervously up to Thomas, as Slither wrapped her arm around the little girl. Thomas looked around the crowd, before bowing lightly. "Greetings. I thank you for your agreement to an audience." He said, raising with a smile. Slither giggled a bit, as Emilia only rose a hand, and waved lightly. "There is no reason to be so formal, Thomas. Chandra say's your safe, and we all trust her judgment." She said, smiling halfway. Thomas smiled lightly, and nodded in thanks. "I thank you. And. I apologize. I apologize for Sear's reaction. I must admit, I did not expect your group, to find us that early. I did my best to keep us hidden, until I had eased down Sear enough to meet you. It seems I didn't remove all obstacles. But I assure you, even Sear say's his apologies." He apologized, bowing lightly a single time. Slither smiled, and nodded back, stroking a hand over Emilia's arm. "That's alright. I think all here knows, how much you've been through. Don't mention it."
 
Chandra felt a little off balanced, everything in her was pulling her in two directions, one towards sweet sweet Ashalah, the other jerking her towards strong firm Thomas, both people affecting a different part of Chandra. With Ashalah it was Chandra's mothering nature, the need to care for someone and protect them, the need to be soft and gentle and caring. With Thomas it was her desire to be taken care of, to be dominated and loved and protected. Two parts of the same whole, both striving for different people... what was she going to do? A Vampire wasn't designed for self control, they where part succubus after all. That was how they had been born, the only difference was that Vampires didn't fall in love, or in lust very easily, so when they finally did almost all self control out the window, that she wasn't trying to bed both of them right then and there was a sign of her own amazing self control. “what am I going to do?” she asked softly to herself as she walked to Thomas's temporary room. She didn't know if it was love, or lust, but she knew she was going to have to decide soon before her remarkable self control finally broke and she just dragged both of them into a room and bedded the both of them.

She smiled as she walked in and watched Thomas for a moment, her head tilted as she took his hand, her fingers clenching against his, a shiver running down her spine, her body yearning to kiss him, to shove him into the wall, kiss him, strip him bare and beg him to take her. But she said, and did nothing, even though she was sure he had at least a slight inkling about what was going on in her head. She smiled as Emilee slid closer to Slither, Tank taking almost a full minute of trying to shoot unmoving targets and missing before he realized Thomas was there. “Hi One!” he chirped, Chandra snorting a little. “his name is Thomas now Tank.” she explained smiling as he beamed. 'hi Thomas!” and then went back to trying to kill Emilee, his massive fingers just not designed for controllers. Chandra chuckled a little as Thomas bowed to them and shook her head a little. “you here that Emilee? Your computers are more high tech than Divinity imagined, that showed him right?” she teased the techno girl, well aware she would find that incredibly pleasing.

“everyone in this room has been through trauma Thomas, we understand.” Chandra promised smiling a little as she indicated a chair. “please sit, make yourself comfortable.” tank had gotten out of his chair to move closer to the screen his tongue out, eyes narrowed as he struggled to work his controller, Chandra struggling not to laugh at the poor stupid mammoth of a man as he finally crowed in victory. “i shot Emilee!” he squealed eagerly before pausing. “oh... wait... no I didn't...” and went right back to work, Chandra dissolving into silent laughter as she shook her head glancing at Thomas and offering him a wink. “Tank, why don't you try moving closer to the target?” she suggested, Tank moving his character, blocking the TV so Emilee couldn't see what she was doing if she decided to retaliate and take him out, Chandra snorting a little. “Video games rot your brain Tank.” she complained, Tank grinning. “my brain is already rotted.” he pointed out with a wide grin, Chandra chuckling a little. “this is true.” trying to dissolve the feeling of nerves and unease in the air.
 
As Thomas took Chandra's hand, he felt the shiver of her spine so clear, anyone could've confused it as his their own. Yet he knew it was her's. He at first wondered why, before letting his pressence intrude into Chandra, without letting her know it was him, rather then Armand.
"So... You let me into your home? With no restraints, other then the poor, weak, pathetic hand, and word, of this now called.. Thomas.. He can't contain me forever! I will break lose... I will have my revenge. Upon all who did me unright. And if necessary.. More."
That deep growl of Armand, playing through her mind, as Thomas got what he wanted to see. Now that he had seen it, he felt some grade of remorse, for letting Armand lose on her mind, just to see something, that shouldn't be his to know. And from what he had seen and learnt, it was something best kept Chandra's, and no other's. Her problems. For now, at least.
"I believe you just heard Armand? I apologize.. I am not sure I can contain him in my head. His presence is mentally strong, far beyond even my comprehension. I can only see and hear what he does. And I know it weakens you.. I will do my best, to keep his voice contained, as much as possible." He promised, lowering his head humbly.

As they entered, he gazed around, smiling and nodding a single time towards Tank, the gentle brute who had lead him here, and brought him safe passage. He looked to the young woman in the bed, hiding up against Slither, smiling gently with a single nod. He was about to object on Chandra, but Emilia seemed to giggled so cheerfully at the information, and clearly losened up this way. So he decided to leave it at that, nodding a single time with a smile. Emilia looked to the screen, seeing Tank in front of her, clearly attempting to shoot her. She giggled lightly, moving her Analog, to make her character sidestep from side to side, just to make it even harder for Tank, but still giving him a chance, by not shooting back.

Thomas looked to Chandra, nodding a single time, as he took a few steps, to reach a corner of the room, where he turned and observed the little family in front of him. His eyes gazed to Chandra and Tank. A mother to several adopted children. An undead, with no reason to love the lesser, yet still only charitable and kind to those she found. A brute, with strength enough to make a living out of petty thievery, and get away with it. His eyes then gazed to the other two children in the room. A young undead, probably having as little reason to loving the others, as the first, yet still remaining, with a childish heart and kind mind. A Dragon, capable of flying free, except at her current situation, yet still she remained.
Gazing upon this family, first made him smile lightly. Then pictures returned at mind. Pictures reminding him, this was not the family he was meant to have. Something he'd never get. A frown grazed his face, before realizing what he had to do.
No explanation came, before one of the thick tentacles of her hair, whipped a single time to the side, before thrusting towards Slither, attaching what could be resembled with a leeches maw upon it. Slither gave a whimper of pain, before going silent, her eyes staring fretful towards the celling, as her body twitched and jerked in strange, uncontrollable movement. Emilia gasped before screaming in disagreement, jumping over Slither, to start pulling and punching at the tentacle. "No, no no no nono! Why!?" She screamed, before Slither's wings suddenly ripped appart from their hiding, starting to flutter and wave, something they certainly wasn't supposed to do, for a long time still. Not until the fracture on her back was healed. This, however, did not stop the desperate Emilia, still pulling at the tentacle. Thomas stood with an empty expression, not the slightest twitch or reaction to what he was doing, as if he didn't care the slightest, for the pain it seemed he tormented Slither with.
 
Chandra stumbled when she felt Armand's presence in her head, closing her eyes a little. 'I would not deny you your right Armand, I only plea with you to harm only those who knew the pain they caused, and to not hurt Ashalah, who is as much a prisoner as you are under her fathers brutal hand. You will be here a week, and no longer, and then you will have many chances to have your revenge... I can only hope, that it doesn't make you feel even worse.' she knew how revenge ended, with even more pain than when it started, she could only hope she could convince Armand of that. “no, it is alright, leave Armand alone, he can't have a body, at least let his mind roam free. It's only a little tiring, and I'm sure he enjoys the company, he doesn't bother me when I'm tired anyway, so it's not too tiring.” she promised Thomas, completely unaware of his invasion on her privacy, but a little worried that Armand had seen and would tell Thomas...

Chandra had to laugh when Emilee taunted Tank, who whined pathetically as he got up close and waited, and waited. “Emilee move left a little more!” he ordered, sulking at her. “your cheating!” he complained, even though it was him sitting in front of the screen so she couldn't see, Chandra shaking her head. “... “Tank.. I honestly think we need to get you some modified controllers.” Chandra admitted with a small chuckle. Chandra saw the movement of his tentacle, and part of her thought he was smacking away a fly, until she saw Slither jerking and twitching. “NO!” she screamed, horrified. “Emilee pin down her legs! Don't let her jerk she'll damage herself!” she herself was holding down her front, getting beat on by the wings while she let Tank handle Thomas, the Mammoth man roaring in rage and transforming, slamming a massive fist into the Aliens face.

One of two things happened then, either Tank landed the hit, and brought the Alien to the ground, or he broke his own fist on the shield that Thomas brought up. Whatever the case, Tank continued to wail on the creature, slamming his fists into the alien, or into the physical shield, trying to save Slither while Chandra's pale skin blossomed into massive bruises as strong wings slammed into her against their own control. She hissed furiously, and did something she rarely did, she plunged her teeth into Slithers neck, unleashing her poison, one of them anyway, a muscle paralyzing Toxin that would hopefully lock her body still until the seizure was done, holding the Dragon down until she either stopped twitching, or the muscles locked up.
 
At Chandra's thought's, Thomas had to ponder for some time, not letting show, that he, also, heard what Armand did. He knew revenge would be the only way for him to sate Armand. And she spoke of it, as if she knew. He did not know enough about her, to see the things she'd seen. But one thing he did learn, looking into her mind, whenever Armand invaded. Something he found extremely fascinating, and drawing. Part of her ancestors, where Arkthorian. Many Arkthorian's had gone on Pilgrimages, some never returned. It would seem one had traveled to earth, and decided to stay. He wondered what the Arkthorian's fate might have been though. They lived millennial long then humans, and a few of the Arkthroain's, before their extinction, had lived even longer then earth's existence. Yet that was thought's for another time.
"It's a burden, you should not have to bear. Yet one you might have to. So still, I apologize." He admited, smiling lightly though, at her generosity.

Emilia chuckled at Tank's order, moving left, but making her character jump, in an attempt to still avoid his line of fire. "I'm cheating, am I? You silly head, your the one blocking the screen!" She complained with a giggled, as she pressed, and held, the fire button, spraying in front of herself, not really expecting hitting anything, but trying to frighten him. She looked up to Chandra, as she mentioned the controler, nodding a few times. "I agree.. I could try and..." She was interrupted by Armand's actions, and there tried to retaliate. She did, however, as ordered, jumping up on Slither's legs, trying her best to keep them down, which proved a lot harder then expected, the kicking of the Dragonkin, much harder then if she'd been in a normal state, sending Emilia bouncing.

The first punch from Tank, hit Thomas straight in the face, causing him to tumble backwards a few steps, groaning in pain. Yet the tentacle continued it's work, not waning from Slither's neck. As Chandra bit, and attempted to push poison into the wound, Thomas sneered, and a wave went through the tentacle, creating a perfected immune system for Slither, forcing out any poison Chandra produced, making her immune to the effect's, so she would not go limb. The second punch from Tank, send Thomas against the wall, and the third send him clashing down to the ground. The tentacle in Slither's neck let go, dropping back limb to the ground. Slither screeched, pushing away Chandra, with clearly no intend of hurting anyone, pushing against the wall behind her as she rose to her feet, putting her hand on the wound. She gasped for her breath, her wings flapping a few time's again, before staring down at Thomas with confused eyes. "Wh.. What.. The hell did he do?!" She asked with a sneer, before realizing she was standing. "Wh.. Why... Can I stand without being in pain?"
 
Chandra clearly had no idea that she was part Arkthorian, half, in fact, her father had been Arkthorian, but he had given his life to save her mother, who later died to save Chandra. Chandra had never met her father, and her mother hadn't known that she had mated to an Arkthorian. But being half Arkthorian, would explain why Armand could speak to her without her mind caving under the pressure. “there's no need to apologize.” she promised smiling at Thomas, viciously resisting the urge to try and kiss him. She had to laugh at Emilee's retaliation, Tank squealing and then sulking at her as his part of the screen went red. “Emilee!!! you SHOT me!” he complained sulking a little. “your not faair.” he whined like the child he was, making Chandra chuckle before leaping into action to try and save Slither. When she realized Tank's massive paws where doing little more than hurting the Arkthorian a little, and her poison wasn't doing anything she decided to take desperate measures.

She struck the Tentacle, sinking her fangs harshly into tender black flesh, unleashing a wave of Agony right into his bloodstream, a simple nerve toxin that she used to disable the 'bad guys' it would feel as if his entire body was on fire... if he had the same reaction to it as human genetics did. all immortal shared genes with the humans that they lived alongside, so what worked on one usually worked on another... the problem was, Thomas probably did not have the same kind of genetics as earthlings did. Tank snarled when the alien fell onto the floor and leaped onto him, his two inch long fangs bared as he reared back, about to go for the alien's throat before pausing at Chandra's order. “Tank!” after all, they couldn't deliver a dead Alien to Divinity, and if they took Thomas back to Divinity dead, he might decide to kill all of earth just to eliminate the threat just like he had the Arkthorians.

Tank was panting hard with his rage, Chandra's eyes glowing a furious red as she examined Thomas before pausing as she realized Slither was standing, and not hurt. “Tank! You keep him restrained!” Chandra demanded, her mind whirling, still thinking Thomas was a threat, assuming incorrectly that he was wither Sear gone insane again, or Armand punishing Chandra and Slither for something or another as she raced in and got the doctor, offering no explanation and setting him in front of Slither as Tank growled and clutched both of the alien's wrists tightly, pinning him to the ground with a single paw, it was easy to see why Chandra found him so useful despite his childish nature, he was just as viscous as he was innocent, you just had to set him off. Chandra was starting to calm down now that whatever it was was done and she turned to face Thomas, baring her teeth at him as she studied him. “are you under control Thomas?” she demanded, looking furious. “what the hell did you do to Slither!?” she demanded, wondering how worried Ashalah was, she had to have heard Tanks roar of rage.
 
As Chandra leaped off Slither, she kept convulcing violently, now able to kick Emilia away, who whimpered as she dropped to the floor, before viciously leaping back, trying again. "This need to stop.. Stop it... Stop iit!" She begged, being kicked away again, only to return. As Chandra bit Thomas' tentacle, he gave a sound of dismay, almost a whimping beg, to have her stop. But he kept doing what he started, grunting in pain, as the large creature, that was Tank, leaped upon him. His eyes was now shut tight, as Chandra's poison entered his veins. He couldn't explain what the poison was doing to him, yet it wasn't good, and he wasn't done yet. He did his best to finish what he was doing, before the tentacle dropped limp, and his eyes opened lightly, with an empty, dead stare at the ceiling.

As Slither leaped up from the bed, she looked down herself, putting a hand on her neck, before reaching as far as she could upon her back, her wings flapping, cheerful of their new strength and life. "What.. Ever he did... It. Feels good." She whispered, as Emilia leaped up to her, hugging her waist tightly with a cry, a tear running down her cheek again. "Don't tell me it was bad.. Even if it does feel bad.. I don't.. Think I could handle hearing that.." She whimpered, looking up to Slither. She smiled, and stroked Emilia's hair, before looking to the doctor, as Chandra returned with him. "What the.. Bloody hell, are you doing out of bed!?" He growled angrily, as he walked over to Slither, about to force her back down on the bed, before he saw the flapping wings, widening his eyes in surprise. "Don't worry Doc.. I'm fine." She said, before he pulled her down from the bed, and placed her in front of a monitor, with her back turned. "Let's not jump to conclutions, lass." He said, turning on the monitor, pointing it at her former fracture. His eyes widened at what he saw, as Slither looked over her shoulder, with a questioning expression. "How bad is it now?" She asked. Hanek shook his head a few times, before chuckling. "Eh.. I don't know what 'e's done, but it seems to've worked... The fracture has been healed. Your bones are fine. As if.. Nothing had ever happened." He complimented, looking over to Tank, and then down on Thomas, with a risen brow. "Why are we beating him up for this?"

Thomas' empty eyes, did not falter from the ceiling, neither did the rest of his body move, just staying limp to the ground. He hadn't considered how Ruthless his solution was, but they would've never trusted him anyway. And what did he owe them? They had it well, in comparison. He didn't have to do right, or prove anything to them. Or so his mind thought, as the poison kept his entire body in a stasis, and lifeless on the ground. Unable to move, or speak.
"I don't care what he's done, he should've chosen another way..." Emilia complained, frowning lightly, as she walked back to Slither, putting her arms around her with a sob. Slither put a hand on Emilia's head, gently stroking it as she looked down to her. "Would you've trusted him, if he asked if he could hurt me badly, but with the aim to heal me? I don't think so.. We might think we would've now, but.. In the situation? I wouldn't have." She admitted, looking back down to Thomas. Emilia had to agree, but did not say that out loud. "Is he.. Okay?" Slither asked, lifting her neck lightly, to be able to look down on him, and his lifeless state.
 
Chandra was panting as she watched Slither stand, looking shocked, almost horrified as she staggered to her feet and set a hand to her cheek which was blossoming with a rather violent bruise from one of Slithers wings. “it felt... good!?” she demanded almost horrified as she realized that Thomas had been helping... sort of... she watched with worry and hope as Harnek examined her, trembling with Terror as Tank released Thomas, whimpering as he realized as well that Thomas had helped, gently nudging his face with his cold nose. “Thomas?... Tank sorry...” he whimpered tears filling the massive eyes, tank feeling terrible for hitting his friend. “we're beating him up because we.. thought he was hurting her.” Chandra admitted looking upset. “i thought maybe Armand had taken control...” she admitted, Tank whining as he nuzzled Thomas. “tank so sorry Thomas...” the massive man whimpered.

Chandra had to sigh and she shook her head a little. “i poisoned him.” she admitted softly. “i shouldn't have bitten him... I should have trusted him, I've been in his mind, I know he means us no harm..” she admitted, Tank gently picking the Alien up and gently settling him onto the bed, whimpering in shame as he huddled over the bed and set his head on the sheets next to Thomas's shoulder, looking so sad that he had hurt him. “move Tank.” Chandra ordered, moving over to the Alien and setting her mouth to the others neck. “i'm sorry Thomas.” she whispered softly before sinking her fangs into his neck, unleashing a new toxin, this one filled with intense pleasure, negating the effects of the other poison that she had used, and hopefully freeing him from his state, swallowing thickly as she watched. “Tank, it's alright.” she promised softly setting a hand on his shoulder. “none of us knew, and you where only protecting your big sister... I'm sure Thomas will understand...” but she felt terrible too, very upset for hurting him when he had only been helping... sure it would have been better if he had told them what he was doing, explained maybe... at least they wouldn't have attacked him then... right?

She had to believe that, or she didn't feel she was worth the position she had. She gently picked up his hand and held it while she waited the toxin's to clear his system, feeling guilt rushing through her. She liked him, how could she hurt him? At least now she knew who to pursue, Thomas was never going to want her after this, not when she'd hurt him so badly, never mind how amazing his blood tasted. She sighed a little and shook her head a little, looking over at Slither, smiling at her. “i'm so glad your alright.” she whispered pulling her daughter into a tight hug, pressing her face into the girls shoulder, struggling to hide the tears.
 
Slither looked over to Chandra, gently biting her lip, as she noticed the bruise. "I'm.. Sorry.. About that. Heh. And. Thanks. Thanks to all of you, for trying to protect me. None of you, could've known, what he was doing." She whimpered, stroking Emilia's hair. Thomas still remained in his deadlike state, his empty red eyes, just staring out into nothing, even as he was picked up. Harnek nodded a few times at Chandra's answer, shrugging a single time, as he let the machine take another look. "Don't worry. You couldn't have known that this.. Alien. Could work miracles..." He mumbled, shaking his head lightly, as he pushed the machine aside, and turned it off. "But. Her spine has completely healed, and she's.. As fit as she ever was. Her bones even seem more powerful.. Then ever.." He explained, chuckling a single time, before looking down to Thomas, as he was placed on the bed.

Harnek put his hand on Chandra's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, as he observed the Alien. "You couldn't have known, your paralysis poison, would have this reaction to his blood. I'm going to examine his blood, and find out if there's anything we can do for him." He said, bringing out a syringe, piercing Thomas' skin, before pulling out just a little blood. He flicked the syringe a single time, before leaving the room, without a word. As Chandra's fang's entered his blood stream, forcing out his blood, Thomas remained still and dead silent, the thick, sweet blood, flowing against Chandra's lips. As she did, it seemed his systems sent all the poison, she'd injected, towards that point, giving her the bitter, dark taste, of her own poison as well. And as her fangs left his skin, poison was the only thing, pouring from the two puncture wounds.

Slither looked over to the two, smiling and returning the hug, as Chandra gave. She stroked Chandra's back, before gently kissing her neck. "Th.. Thanks. Mother. Don't.. Don't worry. I'm sure he'll be alright. And. Will know why we did this." She whispered, looking down to Thomas, just as the dark furred Alien leaped into a sitting position, gasping loudly for his breath, before starting a hacking cough, pressing his hand hard against his throat, clearly having a horrible taste behind his lips. Slither lightened up, smiling a bit wider, before reaching a hand out, to gently place on Thomas' shoulder. Thomas was about to retreat from the touch, but as it landed, he remained seated. His breath was slowly growing under control, as he stretched his neck. "I.. Did not tell you of my intentions. Because.. This young fool, grew bitter. Bitter of what you have. Your attacks, matters not. They where, within reason. I.. Apologize. It seems my jealousy, did not get taken away entirely, by Armand. I need.. Rest, soon. That posion. Is an effective weapon against me, should Armand ever take control, and threaten your family, Chandra. Just.. Please don't make me give you a reason to use that again... Leaves a bad taste in the system..." He said, smiling only lightly, causing Slither to giggle silently.. "Thanks." She whispered.
 
Chandra smiled a little as she watched her daughter, perfectly healthy again, feeling so relieved and grateful and guilty that she almost couldn't function. And worse, when her fangs pierced his skin and her tongue tasted his blood she had to suck in a full mouthful, his blood was sweet, delicious, perfect, she wanted more, it took every ounce of her willpower to pull away from him, to not drain every drop of his blood out of him. Even though she could taste the poison, her poison she continued to lick the slowly leaking blood from the punctures. When all she got was poison near the end she pulled out with a shudder, making a face. “bletch, my venom is disgusting.” she admitted purposely avoiding looking at Emilee, she knew the woman would know Chandra hadn't needed to stay attached to the alien's neck that long to drain the poison, and she didn't want to admit it either. His blood was rushing through her veins, setting her body on fire, sending her lust for him skyrocketing, she wanted to strip him naked and ride him until they both couldn't move. But she didn't, she sat down instead, and waited for him to wake...hoping he would wake.

She nuzzled her daughter and smiled a little. “thank you Slither, I am glad you are alright, we all know none of us would had survived you sitting in bed for years.” she teased kissing her daughters forehead. Jumping when Thomas sat up, pure relief flashing across her face as she moved over to him, letting Slither touch him, she couldn't, with his blood and her lust coursing through her so strongly she didn't dare, because she'd end up doing something very inappropriate. “it is normal to be jealous.” Chandra admitted smiling a little. “you have never known anything but pain, and to see our happiness...” she smiled a little. “i once knew jealousy just like it.” she admitted softly. “i know what it's like to have nothing.” she admitted. “i will use the poison only in emergency settings but please... we need to trust each other... next time, tell us what your planning so Tank doesn't beat the shit out of you again.” she teased Tank whining as he laid his head on the bed, still in his massive furry form. “Tank sorry Thomas... did Tank hurt you? Bad Tank...” he whimpered, unhappy with himself.
 
Emilia watched Chandra, at first confused about the eagerness of her drinking. She shouldn't have to spend that long? The poison couldn't have run that deep yet. No, Chandra was digging for something more. Emilia grinned a bit, giggling lightly as she tilt her head, her voice coming into Chandra's mind, not at all in a taxing way as Armand. "Uhh.. Your loving his taste, aren't you? Is it arousing you as well, mother? I remember the feeling.. Must be hard to hold back, hm?" She whispered in her mind, if Chandra looking back, grinning with a soft giggle, clearly interested in teasing her mother, as much as she possibly could.
As they waited for Thomas to awake, Emilia had cuddled up to Tank, trying her best to comfort the big creature. "Don't worry." She had whispered.

Slither smiled at Chandra, giggling lightly at her words. "You, wouldn't have survived? You would've had to restrain me after a few months.." She teased, grinning with a giggle. She made sure she knew it was sarcasm, not having a doubt, that she would've kept her promise. Slither sat down next to Thomas, stroking his shoulder gently as they listened. Thomas looked up to Chandra as she spoke, nodding lightly at her words in agreement. He couldn't say he believed her entirely. After seeing this, nothing she could've felt, could be the same, could it? Thomas knew he wasn't almighty, and never would be.
"I do not wish to be jealous. I should realize the facts, and learn to live with them, as I've done so far. And so, I will." He agreed with himself, as he got to his feet, playing more disabled then he actually was, having only one thought in his mind, at this time. He looked down to Tank as he spoke, smiling lightly, as he placed a hand on the brute's shoulder. "Nothing I've not tried in prison, do not worry. I hold nothing against you. And yes. In the future, I will inform you of my actions. I promise you this." He admitted, nodding a single time. He then looked to Charisma, before walking towards the door. "I wish to speak with you, Chandra. In private." He said, looking around. "I am glad to be among you all. This family is heartwarming, even to others not in it." He admitted, starting to walk towards the door, however waiting for Chandra. "Your room?" He suggested.
 
Chandra went bright red as Emilee spoke in her head and she made it even more of a point to not look at anyone. “...shut up Em... I am not... WAS not!... won't... didn't!!!..... stop talking!” even though Emilee wasn't actually saying anything anymore. She had to smile at Slither though. “would have strapped you down and had my way with you.” she teased chuckling a little as she shook her head. She stared at Thomas her head tilted as he spoke. “jealousy isn't something you should be ashamed of Thomas.” she promised smiling at her. “but you don't need to be jealous.” she promised. “you are family, Tank adores you, you saved Slither... you as as much my child as anyone.” yes, child... he was a child she had to remember that, then maybe she wouldn't want to jump his bones every time she looked into his eyes, or smelled him... and now that she had tasted his blood she wanted him even more, him and Ashalah, she wanted them desperately with an aching ferocity that rather frightened her.

Tank brightened as he was promised that he wasn't in trouble and nuzzled the aliens hand, happy as always. “want to play video games?” he offered the alien a tad too late, pouting as he realized the other was already walking away, Chandra coughing a little, shooting a glare in Emilee's direction, clearly blaming the girl for this before she smiled as she nodded to Thomas. “yes, of course... I...” she scowled when he said he wasn't in it but Tank interrupted her. “Thomas IS in family! Thomas is Tank brother!” he stated beaming brightly at the alien before resuming his attempts to attack Emilee on the game while she was distracted. “ah... I'm afraid my room is... occupied.” Chandra admitted blushing hard again, she wasn't sure why. “i... how about the guest room? No one will bother us there...” she hoped she could control herself... because she wanted to know what his lips felt like quite desperately. “is something wrong Thomas?” she asked, sensing he was, frightened, or sad somehow, she could only get a few things from him, it bothered her that she couldn't read him like she could everyone else. Ashalah was the same way, she could barley get anything from her as well, very troubling.
 
Emilia giggled silently as Chandra babbled in her mind, tilting her head to one side, still standing next to Tank, now leaning her head against him. Slither looked down to Emilia, raising a brow lightly at her giggling, before looking over to Chandra, leaning a bit to the side, to be able to see those rosy cheeks. She grinned lightly, winking at her. "Do I have to be hurt, for you to do that?" She asked, grinning even wider with a giggle. "Yoou, so wanted hiim... Yoou soo wanted hiim." Emilia sang in Chandra's mind, still smiling widely. "I wonder how it is, with an Akrthorian? Hm. Funny thought.." Emilia teased a bit more, before leaving her alone with a giggle.
Thomas looked to Chandra, looking thoughtful at her words, before gazing shortly towards the floor, with a deep ponder, before he rose to his feet, deciding not to answer that, just yet.

Thomas smiled at Tank, shaking his head a few times, padding the brute's head again. "No, Tank. Another time, perhaps." He agreed, smiling as he head for the door again. Emilia smiled widely, and innocently as she was stared at, tilting her head, blinking her eyes several times. Thomas looked to Tank with another soft smile, nodding a single time towards him, but not entirely agreeing to the words.
As they where in the hall, Thomas looked down to Chandra, with a thoughtful gaze. "Very well. Anywhere. Private. Works for me." He admitted, nodding a single time, as they head towards the guest room. He did not answer her question, until they where there.

Thomas closed the door as they'd entered, licking his lips a bit, before looking towards Chandra. "Something. Has been causing me to ponder. Something. I haven't quite been able to put together. I.. Armand. Should not only be capable of entering your mind, and not the little creature, of your same race's. Her mind, not body, is as strong as yours, only in a different state." He explained, before slowly approaching her. His eyes started slowly getting a shade of red, as he kept walking closer, not stopping when he was almost bumping into her, but trying to force her to walk backwards as well, as he kept staring down to her eyes. "Something.. Keeping me from acknowledging a spot as your.. Child. In your spiritual family.. Because.. A child shouldn't.. Do this, to his own blood." He ended, grinning as they would now be close to the bed, if not Chandra had stopped him, now pushing her down on the bed, before dropping over he with a growl, placing a hand on her throat, the other on the bed, so far. "I long for your soft flesh. But not in hunger. Another feeling, I've not felt before. Only heard of." He growled, grinning lightly, as his snout sniffed a few times, before he reached down, nipping at Chandra's neck with his lips as his hand on the bed, made it's way to one of Chandra's breast's, clearly having the same urges towards her, and not interested in keeping them back, as she would try to.
 
Chandra smiled a little and watched her cute little family for a moment, feeling her heart clench happily as she watched Tank, Emilee, Slither... the only reasons she had for living anymore, even Thomas and Ashalah bound her to the earth in a way no one had been able to do anymore. Before she had found and rescued slither, she had gone on many suicide missions, taking unnecessary risks because she did not feel that she deserved to live, in a way, her little Family was saving her. She couldn't bear it if anything happened to them, Thomas and Ashalah especially, since they where so new to the team. She wanted to keep them safe just as much as she wanted to hump them into the wall.

She was bothered when he admitted he was upset about something and took a step towards him, swallowing thickly as she paused at the mention of Armand. “i am very old... perhaps my age and my power protect me from him?” she asked softly. “it isn't like he doesn't take a serious toll on me.” she pointed out. “Emilee is old, but her mind is fragile and week, broken you might say, he would destroy her if he went into her mind... he knows this I am sure...” but somehow, she felt Thomas already knew that, and was implying something else, something that she didn't understand. She flushed hard as she watched his eyes grow red, she should be afraid, her pulse was quickening, her body starting to tremble as she stepped back just like he wanted, but it wasn't fear pushing her back. It was her own need, driving her to stay away from Armand, she was fearful of how much she wanted, needed him so desperately.

She whimpered as he pushed her onto the bed, not an afraid sound, though fear was present, but a deep needy sound that would no doubt drive Thomas's want for her even higher as she swallowed thickly under his hand, baring her throat to him, a very Arkthorian, and Vampire thing to do, offering her submission to him, offering her body, and blood to him. “Thomas.” she moaned, her voice filled with need for him. She moaned again as he nipped at her neck and arched into him as his hand settled onto her breast, another whimper of pure need falling from her lips as her hands tangled in his vine like hair, arching into him again, pressing her hot, wet sex against his pulsing member she spoke the words he wanted to hear. “... take me.”
 
Thomas shook his head, still with the wondering expression, at her suggestion. "It is.. Not that. The connection is more then just a joining of minds. It is a bond. Between two of the same understanding. The same. Genes. There is more to you, then there is to most Vampires of this planet. It is something.. I would wish, to consult the Anurian here about. Perhaps we could find out what it is. I have a hunch. But.. I can not spare to live by those." He explained.
Her submission, causing her to back away, as he slowly approached, pleased the large Arkthorian, last of his kind. In the Arkthorian way, the women always gave themselves to the men, the first time they bedded. A deep submission, showing trust to the male. The Arkthroians where a savage race, in many way's, and if a woman did not accept a male, the act had two possible turnouts. The male would either punish the female, and have her anyway, bonding this as a slave, rather then wife, should he be strong enough to tame her. Or the male would acknowledge the woman's displeasure with him, and accept her wish. It was the deepest instincts of an Akthorian, Thomas displayed now. The basic lust, for one worthy of his attention. This was not a final act of bonding, if it was, he would be far more rough, and snarling a whole lot. This was an act of lust and admiration. The Arkthorian's did not need to wed, to have their fund, just as humans, they had their choice of a life with, or without lust. They even had an instinct, that made it hard for them to hold back from bedding with one of the other sex, much after their adulthood. If ending in rape, or not. But mostly the young men, found young women, having exactly the same desires.

The needy sounds, pulling from Chandra's lips, send wave's of excitement and lust through Thomas, reminding him of past, now lost, rituals. One way the women attracting a male, was through sound. Driving their instincts mad, with their submissive muse's. And it surely worked, Thomas groaning as he felt her arch against him, causing him to squeeze her breast tighter, as his mighty jaw, grinned. And as she spread her leg's, pressing her sex against his, still covered, member, he growled eagerly, as he let go of her throat, waving his hand a single time, revealing his naked body, the soft black fur, covering most of his body, and his now pulsing, wolf member, knot ready to force them together. His member was long, and thick, much more then the average. He then placed a hand between her leg's, letting a finger stroke over her clothes, teasing between the folds of her sex, through the thin fabric. "And I shall.. You've wanted this for a while. Have you not, earthling?" He whispered, degrading her lightly, with a lowered ranking, to see how far she'd submit. To see if she'd let him degrade her from her rank of captain, as he leaned down again, growling as his teeth met soft flesh, not piercing it, but letting her know, she could only tell if she disagreed. There was no stopping this now.
 
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